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Since it's now after 12, it's officially my birthday. I have to say though, turning 34 is not terribly exciting. I suppose it's better than being dead. I guess when I'm in my seventies I'll laugh at myself when I remember how I felt old on my 34th birthday. Maybe. Hopefully I'll make it to my seventies.
I don't know what I'm doing to celebrate. I didn't make any plans. So I guess I'm doing nothing. It should be better than today though. Today I was sick. I spent most of it on the couch. Yesterday too. I seemed to have gotten food poisoning from the soiree on Thursday night. Strangely, I felt worse today than I did Friday. Does that makes sense? I don't think so. I did make it to my haircut appointment. That was my big outing for the day. My only outing. My hair is a lot shorter and lighter and I'm glad. It's not short though. Just shoulder-length. I decided long wasn't really working for me anymore. The curls just weren't cooperating. They were being kind of wild.
I guess I already had my birthday celebration. Because about a week and a half ago Robert surprised me with a wine tasting class at this French market and cafe in the Farmer's Market. That was really cool, and I enjoyed it a lot. That particular night of wine tasting was devoted to wines of Italy. We tried six different wines. I loved them all, except one, a Chardonnay. We had fun, Robert actually drank wine, and there was yummy cheeses and bread too. Best of all, the fee for the class is a credit for the market. So you pay for the class, but then you can put all of it towards wine and other gourmet goodies from the store. It felt like shopping for free, even though it technically wasn't. We bought wine, and chocolate and cheese and pestos. So that was an early birthday present so I guess I can say I had my birthday in January this year. That's different.
Next week, I start teaching after school class, after I teach all day. Bleh. I just want the money, I'm greedy. Actually, I want to pay off debt. And save whatever I can for our move to Portland. Moving is going to be expensive. I planned to use the tax refund to cover that, but now I'm worried were not going to get much of a refund this year. I'm not sure why, but when I got my W2, I was quite surprised at how little the feds had taken for the year. I made more this year than last, but they took out less. I don't remember changing my filing status, so I don't know what that's about, but the one thing I'm sure of is that will mean less refund, if any at all. Well, I'm going to the tax man on Monday, after work, and after after-school class, so I'll know soon enough. Has me fretting though, it does. Plus, I don't get a paycheck in August. That's not very helpful for moving in August either. We'll figure it out I guess.
I don't know what I'm doing to celebrate. I didn't make any plans. So I guess I'm doing nothing. It should be better than today though. Today I was sick. I spent most of it on the couch. Yesterday too. I seemed to have gotten food poisoning from the soiree on Thursday night. Strangely, I felt worse today than I did Friday. Does that makes sense? I don't think so. I did make it to my haircut appointment. That was my big outing for the day. My only outing. My hair is a lot shorter and lighter and I'm glad. It's not short though. Just shoulder-length. I decided long wasn't really working for me anymore. The curls just weren't cooperating. They were being kind of wild.
I guess I already had my birthday celebration. Because about a week and a half ago Robert surprised me with a wine tasting class at this French market and cafe in the Farmer's Market. That was really cool, and I enjoyed it a lot. That particular night of wine tasting was devoted to wines of Italy. We tried six different wines. I loved them all, except one, a Chardonnay. We had fun, Robert actually drank wine, and there was yummy cheeses and bread too. Best of all, the fee for the class is a credit for the market. So you pay for the class, but then you can put all of it towards wine and other gourmet goodies from the store. It felt like shopping for free, even though it technically wasn't. We bought wine, and chocolate and cheese and pestos. So that was an early birthday present so I guess I can say I had my birthday in January this year. That's different.
Next week, I start teaching after school class, after I teach all day. Bleh. I just want the money, I'm greedy. Actually, I want to pay off debt. And save whatever I can for our move to Portland. Moving is going to be expensive. I planned to use the tax refund to cover that, but now I'm worried were not going to get much of a refund this year. I'm not sure why, but when I got my W2, I was quite surprised at how little the feds had taken for the year. I made more this year than last, but they took out less. I don't remember changing my filing status, so I don't know what that's about, but the one thing I'm sure of is that will mean less refund, if any at all. Well, I'm going to the tax man on Monday, after work, and after after-school class, so I'll know soon enough. Has me fretting though, it does. Plus, I don't get a paycheck in August. That's not very helpful for moving in August either. We'll figure it out I guess.